One day early this week I made a quick stop at the gas station downtown on my way into work. I was in serious "prep" mode for an oral argument and had to grab a few necessities: peanut butter crackers, sunkist (for caffeine), gum, and notecards. As the attendant reached for a plastic bad, I told him I didn't need one. My purse, while not fashionable (thanks for the honesty, T), has many different compartments, which is awesome. As the attendant watched me put each item in a different place, he said "you must be an administrative assistant." I just smiled and shook my head no. He guessed again - "attorney?"